60 friends, and ONE of them comments. (Thank you Jenna)
Sigh...
Anyway...
I called Jen P. today, and I ended up hanging out with her and her friend Amy all day.
They dragged me shoe shopping and I wanted to commit ritual suicide a fews times.
We went to Arby's. That was funny. Imagine me, wearing my "Girls are no substitute for a Playstation" shirt, walking around with two pretty cute girls.
We got some funny looks.
I bought some shoes, a magnadoodle for my door (message pad basically), Highlander 2:Renegade edition, Highlander 3, American Pie 2 and American Wedding (all from the used bin. Cheap Dvds rock!)
I also got a better water bottle, and some bat tape to use on my sword handle, and for my Boken when it comes in, so that my hands sweating won't make the plastic slippery.
Oh, and I learned today that my stomach becoming more squishy is a good thing. Apparently that means it is becoming more muscle and less fat.
wOOt!
My pants are looser, my shirts too...but I still weigh the same.
I am putting on a lot more muscle though...so it's paying off.
I'm still all beat up over the Zephyer situation...
I really don't think I am going to be ok this time...
I mean, I am trying to find as much stuff as I can to keep my mind occupied...
but it's not working as well as I had hoped.
I really just want to give up...
completely.
All I keep hearing is "oh, you're a great guy, I am sure you'll find someone else."
I don't want anyone else.
I want her god dammit.
And even if I do find someone else, it will end up the same as it always does.
Me heartbroken.
Ok...I'll shut up now...
I'm sorry.
-KOS
"How's it going to be"
I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
Before you take a swing, I wonder what are we fighting for
When I say out loud, I want to get out of this
I wonder, is there anything I'm going to miss?
I wonder how's it gonna be, When you don't know me?
How's it gonna be, When you're sure I'm not there?
How's it gonna be, When there's no one there to talk to?
Between you and me
'Cause I don't care, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be?
Where we used to laugh, There's a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore
Like the hammock by the doorway we spent time in, Swings empty
I don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me
I wonder how's it gonna be, when it goes down?
How's it gonna be, when you're not around?
How's it gonna be, when you found out there was nothin' between you and me?
'Cause I don't care, how's it gonna be
And how's it gonna be, when you don't know me anymore?
And how's it gonna be
Wanna get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion
I wanna taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion, oblivion
How's it gonna be, when you don't know me anymore?
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be
-Third Eye Blind
Sigh...
Anyway...
I called Jen P. today, and I ended up hanging out with her and her friend Amy all day.
They dragged me shoe shopping and I wanted to commit ritual suicide a fews times.
We went to Arby's. That was funny. Imagine me, wearing my "Girls are no substitute for a Playstation" shirt, walking around with two pretty cute girls.
We got some funny looks.
I bought some shoes, a magnadoodle for my door (message pad basically), Highlander 2:Renegade edition, Highlander 3, American Pie 2 and American Wedding (all from the used bin. Cheap Dvds rock!)
I also got a better water bottle, and some bat tape to use on my sword handle, and for my Boken when it comes in, so that my hands sweating won't make the plastic slippery.
Oh, and I learned today that my stomach becoming more squishy is a good thing. Apparently that means it is becoming more muscle and less fat.
wOOt!
My pants are looser, my shirts too...but I still weigh the same.
I am putting on a lot more muscle though...so it's paying off.
I'm still all beat up over the Zephyer situation...
I really don't think I am going to be ok this time...
I mean, I am trying to find as much stuff as I can to keep my mind occupied...
but it's not working as well as I had hoped.
I really just want to give up...
completely.
All I keep hearing is "oh, you're a great guy, I am sure you'll find someone else."
I don't want anyone else.
I want her god dammit.
And even if I do find someone else, it will end up the same as it always does.
Me heartbroken.
Ok...I'll shut up now...
I'm sorry.
-KOS
"How's it going to be"
I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
Before you take a swing, I wonder what are we fighting for
When I say out loud, I want to get out of this
I wonder, is there anything I'm going to miss?
I wonder how's it gonna be, When you don't know me?
How's it gonna be, When you're sure I'm not there?
How's it gonna be, When there's no one there to talk to?
Between you and me
'Cause I don't care, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be?
Where we used to laugh, There's a shouting match
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore
Like the hammock by the doorway we spent time in, Swings empty
I don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me
I wonder how's it gonna be, when it goes down?
How's it gonna be, when you're not around?
How's it gonna be, when you found out there was nothin' between you and me?
'Cause I don't care, how's it gonna be
And how's it gonna be, when you don't know me anymore?
And how's it gonna be
Wanna get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion
I wanna taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion, oblivion
How's it gonna be, when you don't know me anymore?
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be
-Third Eye Blind